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Who: Kadaj, Open
What: Just messing around
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Midgar
Rating: PG-13


A motorcycle stood seemingly abandoned at the base of a giant pile debris that was once one of the generators that lined the city limits of Midgar. However it's owner was at the very top overlooking the ruined city. The silver haired young man wearing his black clothes had once died, not too far from the spot he was at. His bright green eyes looked through his silver hair out to that area. His face was brimming with curiosity. He had been there for almost half an hour just looking, wondering why exactly he was drawn to it.

Then a thought crossed his mind that made him begin to leap down the pile to his bike. But he stopped short when he noticed that someone was holding his motorcycle, beginning to walk off with it while looking around every now and then. But never thinking to look up.

"No, I don't think so." said Kadaj as he sat down. He raised his arm and turned his palm up to the sky.

Shadows began to rise from the ground. Kadaj's eyes widened with surprised. It wasn't the shadow beasts that answered his summons before, but instead black creatures with yellow eyes. The man had stopped and turned to see those take shape.

Kadaj's surprise turned into morbid curiosity and with a lofty wave of his hand, they leaped at the man, who screamed and managed to run a few feet before they pounced on him. It was quick, but what came next made Kadaj snap up instantly to his feet and watch, enraptured by what he was witnessing. The man's body was nowhere to be seen, in his place was another of the yellow eyed creatures, but it look different, taller than the rest. More humanoid. Not only that, but he only saw a glimpse of a red light escape into nothingness from the attack.

Kadaj stood there, looking dumbstruck before he began to giggle uncontrollably. He dismissed the shadows as he laughed, leaping down the rest of the pile and onto his bike. Once he was sitting on it, he pulled out his phone.

"Curiouser and curiouser." he said to himself, smiling as he began dialing a number.

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[sergerp.livejournal.com]

"Learn a new trick!" both warriors shouted as they flipped over the flares, watching them pass through one another harmlessly and fading.

Glenn saw the swordsman coming, and spun around on his heels, running towards him and slashed, fast and furious blows swirling about in an endless waltz. Just as Serge was about to aid his friend, he looked back over to Kadaj, figuring he might attack.

But to his surprise, he paled at the sight of him holding Schala hostage. Schala actually being here had thrown him for a loop, for he thought she resided within Kid, who was supposed to be Edge. But if Schala could take over and retain that form....He threw the absurd thought aside; his questions could be answered much later.

He clutched the Mastermune, growling, and the weapon shined with a dark crimson in response to his newfound bloodlust. But he shook his head, a hand against his face as he tried to calm himself. If he allowed the Mastermune to be corrupted again, Schala nor Kid would ever forgive him for it. He hated feeling so helpless right now.

Even Glenn had become distracted when he heard her name and glanced, nearly breaking the string of blows and allowing an opening for the one-winged angel. His desire to kill the two brothers grew, but he knew more about self-control.

But when the Doomtrain whisked her and Kadaj away from the battlefield, he lost it, glaring at Sephiroth, the speed of his swings becoming harder and faster, dashing around in a blur at every side, looking for the perfect opening for his Einlanzers to pierce through. Of all the things, he had promised to protect Schala and Dagger, and even as the knights flew after her, he screamed in anger at the failure. "GIVE HER BACK!"

"Glenn!" Serge shouted, his gaze torn between helping the Dragoon and saving Schala. Seeing that even the knights failed to keep up with the train, he growled, shouting at the sky before running to his friend's aid, a sphere of holy energy forming in his free palm. Had Kadaj ran off with her, then it would only be a matter of time before he came for his brother.

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Garnet just watched in stupefied awe as the Doomtrain sailed by, taking Kadaj and Schala with it. She ran after it for a few feet, but it was quickly out of sight and she was out of the protective circle the Knights gave. Immediately she backpedaled, barely missing a Shadow Flare that had been thrown at her by Sephiroth. When she was back near the Knights, she resumed the Protect spell she had been working on previously.

Kadaj's snatching of the purple-robed female and subsequent departure on his summon was quite a curious sight to behold. Sephiroth didn't know what the boy was planning, but he hoped it was a good one. The silver-haired man just smirked down at Glenn. Bringing such weaknesses to the field was folly, he thought. Even better, he now knew exactly how to rile the knight up even more. He closed the distance there was between himself, Glenn and Serge and struck out with his right fist. His left followed up swiftly by bringing Masamune to bear and parry the bladed strikes they would throw at him.

"I wonder, do you think that lovely young woman would make a good pet? My brother seems to like both that blue-haired woman and the pretty little brunette over there." he asked Glenn, his eyes flashing cruelly. "Perhaps I'll take that one there when I'm finished with you."

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The shout from his comrade snapped him back to normal, realizing what he was doing...and failing. He had allowed such bitter taint onto his own blades, something he swore never to do. Unfortunately, the fist struck him, knocking him backwards and he landed gracefully on his feet, Serge by his side. Both warriors stopped when Sephiroth held a defensive position, and the knights Glenn summoned readied themselves above the swordsman, awaiting the orders.

Just as Glenn was about to give the command, Sephiroth's words made him freeze. If Kadaj had come back, what were the chances of him taking Dagger as well? Growling, he nearly lost his emotions again...

But was stunned when Serge ran forward once again, twirling the Mastermune, the weapon seeping with holy energy. He threw the weapon like a disk, watching as it sailed above Sephiroth, and came down, waiting to crush the swordsman in the back.

Serge's anger proved even worse as he ran forward, reaching the swordsman in the blink of an eye, hovering above him. The holy aura engulfed him, pouring through his hands. he put them close together, a sphere of energy forming. he glared at Sephiroth with such hatred. For his sake, Kid had better not have been the one abducted as well. "Farewell...Luminaire!" The flash was too bright, and the blast engulfed them in a large radius. The earth tore asunder with the mystical light, desbris flying and shattering by a mere touch.

Glenn immediately ran towards Dagger, ordering the knights to retreat. They barely made it and surrounded both the knight and mage. The Dragoon immediately embraced the white mage, tackling her to the ground and protecting her from the attack that soon followed.

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Sephiroth barely saw Mastermune's attack in time, and even then it left a nasty gash along the left side of his back and his sword arm. The slash had nearly cut through to the bone judging by the sheer amount of blood gushing from the hole, as well as the visible muscle and frayed skin.

The ex-SOLDIER scowled and returned the glare Glenn shot his way, his own eyes burning with the desire to shove his blade through the knight's skull. Oh how very satisfying it would be to see his head cleaved in two and to hear his friends scream at the sight.

However, now the very earth was crumbling below him! On top of that, that thrice damned holy energy was again flying at him. It seemed the Fates didn't wish for the general to win this bout. No matter.

By the time the attack had ended, Sephiroth was gone.

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Garnet barely registered being taken to the ground, but when she did she clung to Glenn for dear life, eyes squeezed shut. She barely registered the Knights of the Round circling them for protection, as her mind swam with what had just occurred.

When the attack ended, she opened her eyes slowly, carefully, and saw only the sky overhead. Quickly she looked to Glenn and sat up.

"Glenn! Where are you hurt?" she asked, already prepared to summon a spell of healing. It was a pointless qustion, as she could already tell there was no way he could have avoided injury in a fight like that.

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Glenn broke his hold from her the moment deep breathing filled the battlefield, coming from his comrade. He stared at Dagger, shaking his head. "No need. A punch isn't going to take me out." He looked back at his summons, noticing that they had shielded their own eyes from the brightness. The Dragoon was certainly grateful Serge made sure to not hit the entire battlefield with that attack. Another second in there, and he might have ended up like--

It was then that he didn't even see Sephiroth, and a panting Serge leaning on the Mastermune replaced the one-winged angel. His jaw dropped, his eyes scanning the damage to the area. The light had taken a good chunk of the buildings, but certianly not enough to topple them. But the fact that there was a crater below Serge caused some alarm.

He gulped, fearing what he was going to hear next from his comrade. "He's not dead, is he?"

Serge took a deep breath before sighing heavily. "If it were that easy, I would have done it a long time ago." he growled, kicking a nearby rock into the rubble he had created. This turned out to be one bad day...

[crystalstiletto.livejournal.com]

She frowned in concern at the two of them. Sephiroth and his ilk loved nothing more than continuing to make things harder for both of them. It made her ill inside, as all she could think of while imagining Sephiroth's smug grin was her own experiences with Kuja. Though the two villains were hardly the same person.

"Thank you for the Knights," she told Glenn appreciatively. Garnet then turned to Serge. "Do you need any healing? I'm more than happy to help."